"I was married to the wrong person," she began, her voice shaking. "I trusted the wrong one, and I was manipulated to do unspeakable things. I gave everything, but all I received was betrayal." It was like a tidal wave, crashing over her with a force that left her breathless. Rage. Extreme rage. Anger. She could feel it coursing through her veins, like a fire that threatened to consume her completely. "I want revenge," she said, her voice cold and calculated. "Dark, vengeful revenge. I want to make those who hurt me pay, to show them the same pain they inflicted upon me. And I will not stop until justice is served."

“My name was not Damien Silvester.” His lips kissed my ears lightly. “My name, you must not mistake again, is Aurelius Lockheart.” My heart skipped a beat as I realized what he was saying. He was the one that I had slept with, not Damien. How had I not recognized him before? I tried to pull away, but he held me close, his grip firm and insistent. I could feel the heat radiating from his body, and the scent of his cologne filled my senses. It was intoxicating, and I found myself struggling to keep my thoughts clear.